The unparalleled prince, was taken from the supreme bone at the beginning

Chapter 801 It Was Her! ! !

Several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, then Qin Fengyue left temporarily to order someone to prepare meals, and to get drunk with Su Mang no matter what.

Naturally, Su Mang would not refuse, since we haven't seen each other for thousands of years, we must have a good chat.

"I don't know now, can I know the true identity of the senior?"

Su Mang looked at Po Meng.

Granny Meng took a deep breath, her eyes fluctuated slightly, she suddenly laughed, and then shook her head.

"My identity, in the whole world, there are no more than five people who know it."

"If you find out, I'm afraid you will be involved in trouble."

"Are you sure you still want to know?"

Po Meng's words aroused even more doubts in Su Mang's heart. He thought about it for a moment, and then nodded.

Knowing an identity, what danger can there be?

That's what Su Mang thinks, he can't know his identity, and then he will be chased and killed by a saint. If it is so outrageous, then Su Mang has to admit that he is unlucky.

"I am a spiritual body of Houtu!"

In the next second, Po Meng completely revealed her identity.

Su Mang, who heard these words, only felt his brain roar instantly, and his eyeballs bulged involuntarily, his face was full of shock.

The backland of the Twelve Ancestral Witches! ! !
hiss! ! !
Su Mang looked at Po Meng in horror. He didn't speak, but was quickly recalling everything he knew about the Twelve Ancestral Witches.

These twelve ancestral witches were all transformed by Pangu back then, all of them were Chaos gods and demons, innate gods, so powerful that they were beyond terrifying.

Back then, the battle between the two Liches was earth-shattering, and even broke the sky wall. In the end, both clans fell to the altar at an extremely tragic price.

In the following years, the witch clan almost completely disappeared, and as for the twelve ancestor witches, they all fell. How could there be a spirit body?

"Do you think you don't believe it?"

Po Meng smiled, not surprised by Su Mang's doubts.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches, that was such a long time ago, now that it is brought up again, it is normal not to believe it, but it is accidental to believe it.

"It's true, but I believe that you won't lie about this kind of thing."

"Why do you say that if you know your identity, you will be in danger?"

Su Mang was puzzled again.

Gradually, Granny Meng's eyes became serious: "Because, the Twelve Ancestral Witches were killed by a person back then, and this person is still powerful now."

"We want revenge, and he also wants to drive us all to extinction. He also knows that we have not fallen, but hid and disappeared."

"So, all these years, he has been looking for us. If he knows my identity, it will naturally be a dangerous thing."

After hearing this, Su Mang forcibly suppressed his doubts. He didn't ask a word, let alone who that powerful being was.

He knew that if he continued to ask, he would be asking for trouble for himself.

What kind of existence should be able to make the twelve ancestor witches hide and dare not show their faces? Su Mang thinks that at least it must be the pinnacle of saints!
"Your deity is a saint?"

Su Mang asked a question that was almost useless.

Granny Meng was immediately happy: "If you are not a saint, how can you survive these years."

Uh, Su Mang laughed awkwardly.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?"

Granny Meng continued.

Su Mang shook his head. He really didn't dare to ask any more questions. If the saint was involved, it was not something he, the Immortal Emperor of Nine Tribulations, could get involved in.

"In a while, the top ten Yan Jun will come over and have dinner together. I will introduce you."

"The current underworld is nominally controlled by the Heavenly Court, so you, a divine general, are actually the immediate superiors of us, and we must meet you."

Meng Po laughed.

Su Mang quickly shook his head, what a joke, he is the immediate boss of other people, maybe it is not so exaggerated, because it is a fact, the official position is here.

However, he dared not admit that he was the immediate boss of a saint, even if he had the guts of a bear. It was just a joke.

"But senior, why are you in the underworld?"

Su Mang asked another question, but it had nothing to do with the previous question.

Po Meng's eyes darkened a bit: "I should be here, so I have been guarding it all the time. This is my practice and my life."

The answer is a bit profound, Su Mang murmured in his heart, but he didn't ask any more.

After knowing the true identity of Meng Po, Su Mang's heart is not very peaceful, after all, the old woman in front of her is a saint!

Being so high above, only hearing his voice, not seeing his person, and now he is right in front of him, this kind of impact is indescribable.

Not long after, Qin Fengyue came back, and at the same time, there were nine other Yan Jun.

These Yan Lords were all re-established after the changes in the underworld, and their strength is not bad, all of them are Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperors, but there is only one peak.

This kind of power, in today's chaotic era, to be honest, it's not worth looking at. Once other forces come to kill them, they can't stop them at all.

Simply put, all these years, the eyes of other forces have been on the Heavenly Court, and no one will want to target the Underworld anymore.

"I have seen Lord General."

After the nine Lords of Yan arrived, they all clasped their fists and opened their mouths.

The three great generals will intimidate all directions, this is by no means empty talk, the names of the three great generals have full gold content and can make others panic.

Next, Su Mang and others moved to a large hall and began to eat, drink and chat.

After a meal, Su Mang was also slightly drunk, and had a good chat with these people.

Su Mang stayed in the underworld for a full month. If Ling Xiao hadn't transmitted the sound to him again, maybe he would stay in the underworld for a while longer.

Ling Xiao couldn't take it anymore, the challengers today were no longer just the young Immortal Emperor, but there were as many as a cow's hair, reaching hundreds of them!
Ever since it was known that Su Mang had become the Palace Master of the Northern Dark Territory, those guys who wanted to step on Su Mang's position, rushed over in a swarm.

Su Mang is in retreat?
It doesn't matter, anyway, I have plenty of time to consume!

And, more importantly, all those who came to challenge Su Mang were very powerful. Otherwise, they would die if they came to challenge Su Mang.

In short, Ling Xiao was not an opponent, and was easily abused.

Although these guys didn't cause trouble, staying in Beiming City was like a bunch of time bombs.

Over time, some of these guys grew impatient.

So, he rushed to the city lord's mansion and asked Ling Xiao to send a voice message to Su Mang immediately, and asked Su Mang to roll over.

In this case, conflict naturally arises.

So Ling Xiao was injured again.

Someone took the lead, and the others rushed to the City Lord's Mansion in a swarm.

I can't wait to tear down the entire City Lord's Mansion.

Under such tremendous pressure, Ling Xiao had to ask Su Mang for help again through sound transmission.

(End of this chapter)